C18

To be a good designer, one must not only be able to design excellent works, but also be able to design a work of their own.

Anna's red lips slightly curled, as she carefully sized up Zhao Xi who was wearing the latest season BURBERRY casual wear. This set of clothes was light in color, relaxed and comfortable, making Zhao Xi look even more petite.

Anna crooked her finger, and her beautiful eyes slightly twitched: "You will know in the future, this matter isn't important right now. Zhao, I need to ask you a serious question first."

Anna immediately changed his smile, and pulled Zhao Xi to sit beside him. His smile contained a deep sense of mischief: "Don't be shy, tell me, what is the relationship between you and those two supreme beings yesterday?"

Zhao Xi felt a buzzing in her head: "Teacher Anna!" Didn't they say to learn the concept of design?

Anna waved her hand and regretfully said: "Alright, alright, you're still just a child."

After sighing with half truth, Anna surveyed her surroundings in the study room. She took out a few design books from the three large crystal shelves placed against the walls, returned to Zhao Xi's side, and put down all the books. She said seriously: "I must finish reading these books within two days, Zhao, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

When Zhao Xi was in her student days, his strongest ability was to read books. After hearing Anna's words, she immediately guaranteed, "Teacher Anna, don't worry, I will definitely finish reading everything."

Behind the desk was a black colored boss' chair designed by a famous Swiss designer. Anna sat back leisurely and exuded a mature charm, "After reading, you still have to remember, I want to take the exam, huh?"

Although Anna usually looked like a gossipy and gossipy person, when she was really serious, it always made Zhao Xi feel like she was still a primary school student.

"Got it."

Although she didn't have much work experience, she was still more hardworking than others. If she wanted to become the champion of Eli's competition in three months, she would have to pay more than others.

After receiving her mission, Zhao Xi sat down in front of her desk with her book in hand and started reading seriously. But after reading for a while, she couldn't help but raise her head again.

The black dressed woman at the side was seriously studying her nails. As if she had felt's gaze, she slightly straightened her body as her eyebrows twitched, as if asking her: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Xi hesitated for a while, but she still could not hold it in. A big question mark was written on her face: "Teacher Anna, have you read all those books?"

He did not know why Zhao Xi suddenly remembered this, but Anna still nodded her head: "I've seen it before."

Zhao Xi sucked in a deep breath. The study room was already big enough, and the books on three sides of the wall were simply innumerable. When Zhao Xi first came in, he was still secretly wondering if Mo Ziran had brought all the design books from the entire world back.

Just now, Anna had only walked around the room once before she had easily found books on the ideologies that completely suited her style. That could only mean that Anna had studied these books before.

"Teacher Anna, you're really too awesome!" Zhao Xi did not hide her admiration for her, at the same time, her two big eyes lit up with a bright light, "I will definitely learn from you, and I will definitely become a true designer!"

Anna did not expect that this seemingly foolish girl would actually have such a meticulous and tenacious side to sher. Hence, he smiled: "If you can answer a question of mine, I'll tell you, what secret did I have to succeed."

Zhao Xi agreed immediately: "Alright, teacher, go ahead and ask."

Anna sat up: "What is your relationship with those two top-grade beasts?"

"Teacher Anna!"

That night, Zhao Xi laid on the bed and read the book Anna had left for her. Her hands took advantage of the heaviness of her eyelids, she shook her head, then jumped out of the bed and drank the coffee that she had been called in for.

In the past, when Zhao Xi's family was still not bankrupt, they were also interested in coffee. It was just that after taking a sip, they knew that this was definitely not the same coffee that they had drank before.

After carefully tasting it, a thought formed in his mind. Could it be that he had created it by hand from the time he planted it to the time he harvested and grinded it?

After a small choking sound, Zhao Xi frowned as she looked at the coffee in her hands. She didn't know where her sleepiness came from, but the Mo family was completely different from the rich families in her memories.

She had not even walked through this villa in her many days here.

laid back down on the bed and looked at the room that Mo Ziran had prepared for him once again. Every decoration here was worth a lot of money, and every design was professional.

Putting aside the thick, coarse marble floor and the extremely soft wool blanket on the floor, just the extremely strong design concept of a lamp by the head of the bed and the extremely expensive tulips that were being exchanged every day in the room weren't things that an ordinary aristocratic family could do.

Zhao Xi rolled over, and buried her face in the pillow, he let out a few muffled groans, could it be that she was going to change the situation?

The little fist punched the bed a few times. What a joke! Even if Mo Ziran didn't make any demands of her right now, how could he avoid the future?

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Xi was startled by the sudden voice, she anxiously raised her head to look at him, but because she was in a rush to get up, her clothes were pushed down, causing her face to be buried in the pillow once again.

This was too embarrassing!

When Zhao Xi finally stood up and officially looked at the man who stood at the door looking down at her with his arms folded, his face had already turned completely red.

"What are you doing?" Mo Ziran's voice had a somewhat unnoticeable relaxed smile, and there were circles of spreading ripples in his eyes. Under the light of the lamp, even his deep facial features had become gentle.

Zhao Xi pondered for a long time before finally spitting out a few words: "Why didn't you knock on the door!"

Mo Ziran raised his eyebrows: "Do I still need to knock on the door?"

Why not? These words were stuck in Zhao Xi's throat, yet she did not say it out loud. She only glared hatefully at the door, and actually did not make a single sound when she opened it.